Mind The Sign.

I'm Sorry.

Not to Zach for posting these, but anyone who looks at them. Consider this fair warning.

Miscellaneous

Views from the roof of 512 Greene

Rosemary's

A party that served drink in glasses, drank by people who wore ties.

Sometimes I Get What's Coming To Me

Ah, the old blacked-out suckerpunch. The bloody tear is extra sad and gothy.

Man Fuck This House

One of the nice things about being young(ish?) and living in a shitty apartment is that you can trash it every now and again, and in doing so have a great time, but not have to deal with any sort of real consequences. Anything you break was probably half broken already, and you can just hang posters over holes in the wall. We had a bunch of people over a couple weeks ago, and it was pretty tame until Zach tried to get on the bench press and dropped all the weights on the floor. Then I found my fireworks that Steve had hidden, some fool put on 9 Shocks, and the rest is (moron)history.

A personal highlight was when Steve sort of got the place cleaned up, and we just threw all the garbage bags into the ceiling fan.

New York's Alright

If you like snowstorms...

Jim Ogrin Birthday Weekend Bender Day 2

I forgot to take any pictures at the party, which is a shame, especially once everything ended up being thrown into the ceiling fan, and Joe Jackson punched some nerd in the face with his balls out while yelling "POURING A DRINK ON SOMEONE ISN'T FUNNY. BALLS ARE FUNNY!"

But I think the opening of Day 2 with the rooftop party/bar-b-que was actually my favorite part of the weekend.

Hi Dave.

Props to Flaiz for getting the roof claimed in the name of America.

Other than all the lighter fluid that got spilled on it, that was a delicious Pie. It got too hot so I let it cool on the roof, but then I uh...fell asleep...for awhile, and it was sort of cold by the time I woke up. Still, glad to have forged further into new territory of "things you can grill."

Fin.